another random excerpt... from 'First Love'

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But, Prerna had always denied Naveen a slot in the ‘Good Guy’ category. She had a crush on him for all that he was, but the moral freak in her refused to approve his ways.  Naveen’s major preoccupations  at school were:  faking compliments at every girl whether elder or younger; kissing girls in the unfrequented corners of the school building;  going for coffee dates and tequila shots on Sunday evenings with the ‘chosen ones’;  daring to indiscriminately admire aloud the looks of every female; breaking the puritanical rules of the Convent … He was a demigod… The Naveen Behl, for whom every forbidden act was a must-do, and getting away with it was a cake-walk. His company worked like a panacea for everyone, and disliking him was actually a criminal offence.  Had her words’ “I hate you with all my strength”,  been heard by Naveen’s devotees, they would have hanged the ugly Prerna for this act of blasphemy.  

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